[Intro] [Verse 1: Christian the Demon] Ring ring hello what? b**h you know it's me It's the Demon on the couch bored trying to play some Wii I tried to call you earlier but no one cares you see? Now I'm writing you a letter while I'm k**ing all these trees Holding back, cuz I'm wack When I'm with a duck I quack When you b**hing on the phone I just tell you s** my sack And now you feel resentful cuz I'm earning all these stacks Ima come up to your door and give your face a little smack Who's that in the back? Is that your f**ing boy? He looks like Justin Beiber he ain't bigger than a toy Skinny as an Asian addicted to f**ing soy Smaller than my boy chihuahua and his name is f**ing Roy So did you tell your boy that his girl is a little who*e? Never mind stupid question caught you f**ing in a store Harris Teeter b**h I heard you say you wanted more So I stayed right till the end until I got a little bored I taped the whole thing though I'll put it on the tube Then I'll grab a f**ing seat and make sure I have some lube At 22 seconds man I swear I saw some b**b Wait whose that f**ing guy? Girl I know that f**ing dude It's me can't you see? Caught you in the POV Honestly I can tell that this song don't need a beat I knew that you were crazy I could go ahead and skeet On your belly in your mouth yea go ahead and eat That f** was really good b**h I hope you're feeling sick And since I'm finished here ho you better s** my dick Compared to a Demon people are some little ticks I'm finished on this call expect a blackmail later click